@Zatoshi
"Just like the gunman just now, you blocked this," The masked man guy stated untiil he looked down to see a broken arrow lying on the side, "Or I should say, both of you." The masked man held his scythe tightly, which is emitting a good amount of magic force, ready to strike at any moment. Black oozy smoke was seen around the masked man.

He leapt upwards, having the view of both Rammus & Irita, raising his scythe & making a large slash, "Second Shadow, Cresent Moon." Black magical wave oozed out of the tip of his Scythe as a large cresent shaped magical attack descended towards both Rammus & Irita.

('Shit, he's strong!') Rammus, grabbed three arrows together, placing it on his bow as he can notice the larger sap on his mana. But, it doesn't matter now from a situation like this. The three arrows hit the masked man's magical wave, clashing and neutralizing the magic attack. "NOW!" Rammus signaled Irita as the masked man seemed open to attacks. ('seems like his attack is worth three of my arrows...') He thought. The cowboys are idle, but by then its clear and obvious that they're controlled against the cowboys' will by the masked man.

@NoobCW
Irita wasn't going to waste the chance that Rammus gave him. He wasn't sure that his attack would work though since this man was clearly more experienced and skilled than the both of them. He ran over to beneath him and shoved the scythe into the ground as a glowing magic circle appeared. "God of fire and light, bring forth the flame that shalt bring death to all who oppose me!" he chanted as the ground beneath him erupted in flames and headed for the man in the air. It was a 6 tier magic, so he was almost out of mana. He would probably only be able to cast one more of those big attacks.

@Zatoshi
The attack hit, as the masked man raised his hand forward to create a last-minute magic shield. It didn't work very well, for the fact that his right arm gets ripped off.

"One more arm to go heh!" Rammus let out a slight smirk over the slight success. He wasn't really expecting for all this to be over after a flashy attack, considering how capable the masked man was.

"From this point, I won't be going easy," The masked man stated, with a serious tone. "I'm one of the people who received one of the Atticus' Shadows, and once I fully merge with this shadow, my existence will burn away bit by bit, so its either you or I who shall fall from my powers."

At that moment, the masked man was no longer freefalling, he was floating in mid-air, his figure seemed to be more smoky & shadowy. "Third Shadow, Half Moon" The masked man sent out magical waves similiar to the one he previously used, but this time there are two of them, surging towards the two of them.

Rammus swiftly fired a few arrows at the magical wave that is heading towards Irita, weakening the magical wave significantly. Little did he know that there is another one which is descending right on top of him. It was too late for him to do anything, as he raised his hand in the last instinctive act as he get consumed by the blast. ('huh... I get this shyt now...') A disk was formed in front of his hand, blocking most of the blast, though exhausting him of his mana. But, for the first time, Rammus had actually casted magic.

@NoobCW
Irita had no idea what the man was talking about, but he could clearly tell that he got more powerful after he stopped falling. Due to Rammus weakening the magic slash Irita could easily block it using only his scythe. But to think that the man was flying... It was going to be even harder to get him now and judging from Rammus's magic output he didn't have much mana left either... This was going to be a close fight even if they didn't die. He still had "that", but he'd rather not use it. Who knows if he would manage to regain what he lost from it?

@Zatoshi
"Final Shadow, Full Moon" The masked man's scythe turned black & oozing with black smoke. The masked man was emitting a huge amount of black smoke, as a good amount of concentration of magic is felt in the scythe. The masked man, seemed to be going all out, in the Final attack, as the scythe was thrown towards the direction of both of them.

"Shield!" Rammus exhausted his remainder of his mana to create a magical shield that is as strong as possible. With the thrown scythe and the shield clashing with each other, he noticed some parts of the magic from the scythe chipping off into harmless black butterflies. "He don't have a weapon right now, and he's open, so now... before my shield wears off~"